My parents thought I did not appreciate the freedoms I had. When I wrote the words for this song, they thought by thinking peace I had disgraced the deaths from wars past. My father, kind, gentle. self sacrificing, killed for me, even though he had,not met me yet. War and the love for war hurts. When revenge and avenge is spoken to a virgin child's mind it is useless and painful for anyone who gives birth to the precious and untouched life. This song was recorded at Randy's Recording, Madison WI. The people involved were myself, my daughter Shalla, and the Visitors. When I wrote this song and brought it to the Visitors we all had the same groovy feeling about a peace song. My daughter designed the cd cover.